Vignettes
As time goes on I take more and more pleasure in the simple quirks of married life.
Witness this picture I took of our shower stall:
…and the reserve stockpile, just outside the shower door:
For some reason, finding moments like this makes me smile. I can deal with an eternity of such things.
Those aren’t vignettes. They’re Starburst.
Comment by John Scherer — January 25, 2008 @ 12:06 pm
Starbursts in the shower? Huh, I wouldn’t have thought they’d be ideal for for a mid-shower snack. As anyone whose ever practiced the unwrap-a-starburst-in-your-mouth trick knows, soggy starbursts aren’t so much fun.
Comment by Meg — January 25, 2008 @ 12:07 pm
Although, that may explain why the reserve stockpile is outside the shower.
Comment by Meg — January 25, 2008 @ 12:08 pm
Perhaps it was some sort of failed experiment?
Comment by Steve Evans — January 25, 2008 @ 12:15 pm
Impressively clean grout.
Comment by Jami — January 25, 2008 @ 12:18 pm
She’s going to kill you for this!
Comment by Tracy M — January 25, 2008 @ 12:24 pm
RIP, Steve Evans. We’ll miss you.
Comment by Brad — January 25, 2008 @ 12:35 pm
Oops. Forget the link there (on 5). That was a joke for a different thread.
Comment by Jami — January 25, 2008 @ 12:47 pm
#8- An extremely clever joke, I must say. LOL- for real.
Comment by sol — January 25, 2008 @ 1:08 pm
It’s certainly better than finding a can of Skoal under the bed.
Comment by John — January 25, 2008 @ 1:13 pm
Awesome.
Comment by Rusty — January 25, 2008 @ 2:15 pm
Now if you post the audio of your wife singing “Rubber Ducky,” you might really be in trouble….
Comment by my2cents — January 25, 2008 @ 3:05 pm
My wife thinks it’s strange when I leave empty soda cans in the shower.
Comment by SingleSpeed — January 25, 2008 @ 3:53 pm
They have blue Starburst now?!
Comment by Allison — January 25, 2008 @ 4:17 pm
I believe that’s Sour Blue Raspberry. She lives on the edge!
Comment by MattG — January 25, 2008 @ 4:57 pm
Why stop at audio? Let’s have video.
Comment by Susan M — January 25, 2008 @ 4:58 pm
It’s better than yesterday - finding a condom in your kindergarten daughter’s backpack. At least it was BEFORE she got on the bus. (Yes, my wife made it crystal clear that she is not to explore in our room in the future.)
Comment by Ray — January 25, 2008 @ 5:32 pm
Ray, allow me to introduce you to the term “TMI.”
Comment by Steve Evans — January 25, 2008 @ 6:14 pm
I like the ducky.
Comment by Eric Russell — January 25, 2008 @ 6:25 pm
#18 - Yeah, I thought someone would say that. Feel free to delete if desired.
Comment by Ray — January 25, 2008 @ 7:10 pm
Can’t put the toothpaste back in the tube, Ray. As if Steve can just delete the mental picture from my mind…
Comment by Brad — January 25, 2008 @ 7:22 pm
Ray having condoms is somehow worse than Steve showing all the world that his wife likes to have shower snacks?
Comment by Tracy M — January 25, 2008 @ 7:24 pm
#22 - Tracy, how do you type the sound you make when you are choking with laughter? However, I think I might end up grounded over this one - banned by my true boss.
Comment by Ray — January 25, 2008 @ 7:50 pm
Hey, sweet tile! And I have to agree with the excessively clean grout comment.
And yes, I had to spend some serious time composing myself long enough to write this comment. This is some funny stuff.
Comment by Heather O. — January 25, 2008 @ 7:56 pm
OK, story here. My cousin loves yard sales. Addicted. So she bought a backpack at one and sent her teenager to school with it.
Teenager opened front posket of said backpack to put something in it - FILLED with condoms. She was understandably freaked out, thinking her parents were like super frisky all the time and wanted her to know about it.
So - check your backpack before you sell it, Ray.
Comment by The Wiz — January 25, 2008 @ 7:58 pm
Also, if one of your children needs to borrow your bathrobe for a shepherd costume for the ward Christmas pageant, be sure to check the pockets before he gets up on stage…
Comment by Kristine — January 25, 2008 @ 9:25 pm
Wait a minute. Why are we all so sure this is Sumer’s candy? I think Steve is trying to throw off the scent. He always has such fruity-smelling breath…
Comment by Kevin Barney — January 25, 2008 @ 10:18 pm
….stop!…trying…to….choke….back…joke…about…Steve…being…fruity…!
Comment by Tracy M — January 25, 2008 @ 10:59 pm
Wait a minute, things are starting to add up:
manpurse…
rat dog…
fruity smelling…
excessive neatness…
There’s only one piece of the puzzle missing, Steve, so allow me to ask: when you and your sweet fruity love candy are in the shower together, do you sing showtunes?
Comment by MCQ — January 26, 2008 @ 12:42 am
LOVE this post. love the starburst, love the condoms, love this post. my husband and i are sharing good laughs over here.
Comment by makakona — January 26, 2008 @ 2:34 am
Swe-e-e-et. In every sense of the word!
You fooled us all, SG. You’re really quite a romantic.
Comment by meems — January 26, 2008 @ 12:47 pm